Lys Vert - Silk & Concrete Lyrics

[Intro]
Silk dreams on concrete floors
Every weekend I'm sweeping more
Between the shelves where vinyl sleeps
While my mind's in places I can't afford to keep

[Verse 1]
Monday morning, back to dust and grime
Cleaning records, working overtime
Boss man says "Stay humble, stay true"
While I'm dreaming 'bout them VIP rooms
Designer labels catch my eye
But my hands still smell like Mr. Clean, why?
Split between two worlds, yeah I know the price
Scrubbing floors by day, stunting in the night

[Chorus]
Silk and concrete, that's my life
Designer dreams but working-class light
Silk and concrete, day and night
Fake it 'til you make it, ain't that right?

[Verse 2]
Record shop wisdom hits different now
Old heads teaching me the how
Stack this paper, build it slow
While these trust fund kids flex for the show
Weekend warrior in borrowed clothes
Monday morning nobody knows
That this flyboy with the fresh kicks clean
Spent his week on his hands and knees

[Bridge]
They see the silk, not the concrete
They see the gold, not the worn-out feet
But f*ck their judgment, I know my worth
From dust to diamonds, watch me work

[Outro]
Between these shelves lies my escape
Every record tells me "wait"
One day soon I'll own this game
For now I'll clean and dream the same